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HARRY STYLES ROLLING STONES MAGAZINE BTS

" when you are young, they assume you know nothing. "

❝ that they do. ❞ there is a nod that accompanies the words. green hues falling upon their companion with a brow raised. ❝ however , being underestimated makes for a perfect opportunity to prove people wrong , yeah ?? ❞

"i'm already sick of the heat," jill said as she sat on the steps on her trailer. "the sun needs to mind its own damn business and stay out of mine. i don't even wanna go into the studio, i have to walk all the way across the lot and sweat my makeup off," she said with a grumble.

❝ we can always commandeer one of the golf carts the techs are always drivin' around. ❞ they could also ask & easily be handed a set of keys for one of the vehicles . . . but that was decidedly less exciting. ❝ we could get you to the other side of the lot with time to spare or just go for a joyride. what do you say ?? ❞

❝  i would do anything for you.  all my lines and rules.  they mean nothing when it comes to you.  it’d cross and break them all just to make you happy.  ❞

" no , you were right about them and had every reason to say what you did. i was just blinded , thinking that was their way of showing me i was actually wanted by someone as a daughter. " truth had been a heavy toll on her , time away from them had allowed her room to self - reflect , to realise their sentiments behind those words were right. she was being manipulated , an easy target for them to continue to harvest at every opportunity she naively gave to them. " i know you were only projecting out of concern , i'm sorry i reacted so negatively. " if they were going to apologise , she needed to as well. guilt had eaten her alive ever since , venomous words unveiled in a moment of what she could only refer to as ' madness '. he didn't deserve the wrath she swung at them , acting in her best interest and that alone. she realised that now , it's given her the confidence to cut ties with said foster parents for good. " my brain does think of right ideas sometimes. " a dig at herself , harmless really causing her to grin from ear to ear , kittenish laughter teetering on the tip of her tongue. " consider me woo'd already , murphy. " she reassures them , a slow pace was needed to help bridge their gaps , to provide them with equal opportunity to grow together. closing their space , tips of almond shaped nails drag along their sternum vertically , light grip of his shirt to keep him close. " call me toxic but jealous you is . . . very attractive , " each syllable's emphasised , head of tongue flicking to wet bottom lip. " but i'll stop if you try to do the same with your groupies. "

❝ i could have still been nicer about it. it isn't like i don't know what you wished to get from them & that you might be hopeful with them reaching out. ❞ there is that petty part of them getting beaten back. they don't need to confirm that they were right about those assholes whose care she had been in for a time — playing it fast & loose with the word care in this case. ❝ we can apologize in circles for days. i'm sorry & you're sorry. i forgive you & if you forgive me then i think we're square , yeah ?? ❞ they're ready to move on. let the past stay in the past & keep their focus on the here & now. moving forward , hopefully with delphie at their side. and by the sound of it , she was amenable to the idea. the distance between them closed ; her grip on the collar of the simple white t-shirt they wore held them firmly in place . . . not that he would have any inclinations of stepping away. ❝ i may have caught on that you liked it , given that you make damn sure i can see joey & you every time. ❞ words are accompanied by a rather pointed look before green hues would fall to her lips. ❝ fans. and i at least gotta be nice to 'em. but you'll have my undivided attention , how about that ?? ❞

❝  oh,  i’m going to enjoy making my first impression with you.  how am i doing so far?  ❞

❝ i mean , don't let me go ruining your escape plans yet. as long as you don't mind me poppin' in & out , you can still use my dressing room as you please. ❞ a shrug. then there's a beat of silence ; a little shit eating grin taking up residence swiftly. ❝ just know you might see more than you bargained for if you go burstin' in on me in there. see why i'm gettin' those bras & panties aimed at my head. ❞

the idea of jet-setting was a comfortable thought. she was half-tempted to say ‘fuck hollywood’ and book plane tickets on the spot. they certainly had enough money to retire to some remote farm town where they’d be able to properly cope with whatever trauma they had collected over the years. but… she couldn’t bring herself to drag them along for a lifetime of running. those few minutes apart made all the difference. “let’s just… get out of here for now.” she wrapped a hand around his wrist and looked out into the crowd. too many cameras pressed against the glass for her liking. it was one thing when they were yelling tactless questions at her, however muffled by the door their voices were, but it became a little too familiar when finn was present; hit a little too close to home. 

they don't need to be told twice ; immediately leaning forward to inform the driver to keep driving on. they know that look in her eye & are not about to watch their only sister make a run for it . . . again. ❝ that better ?? ❞ they ask , genuine concern at the forefront as distance builds between them & paparazzi now in the rearview. their offer remains the same , while they can't actually hop on a plane & take off wherever ; they can escape la for a time. ❝ you know dane here can just keep drivin'. we can fuck off to palm springs for the weekend & hang out with the elder gays. you just give the word , michie. ❞

“we shouldn’t stick around here.”

a curious brow raised ; attention falling fully on their twin. and yet , they don't question it. willing to run off if she so wishes. ❝ alright. where we off to then ?? we talkin' different building or different city ?? ❞

she sees them before they see her , voice carrying over to his ears. the grin comes immediately ; green hues alight with amusement as they fall to her. ❝ i mean , the panty throwing offstage would certainly get my attention . . . i'd also accept bras. i'm not too picky. ❞ the words are accompanied with a chuckle as they push off where they had been leaning comfortably to greet her properly. ❝ i am here to stay for the time being ; management wants me to focus on acting over chaining myself to the studio for the moment. afraid you're stuck with me ! ❞

" you've got nothing to be sorry for , finn. you were brutally honest , like i would've been with anyone , i just wasn't ready to listen. " she admits , short - circuit easily tripped when confronted with matters she didn't want to come face to face with. fire ignited within pit of stomach as a result , a ticking time bomb ready to blow , but she'd completed some in - depth self reflection during their time apart. realising she was her own worst enemy , the obstacle in solving all her problems. conflict with them she hated , internal turmoil ripped through her the moment it was over , their fights finishing as quickly as they started. however , this cycle they'd found themselves in wasn't fair to either of them , but she'd prefer it over losing him entirely if that was the only way of securing them in her life now. spring green optics flick to meet his again , guided by their touch , melting into each fibre. " i love you. " she repeats , not a single doubt ever casted on that , inability to restrict self of such feeling for him. she nods in agreement with their words , understanding each one as she's thought the same. " i want to be with you , how do we make it work ? is it best to start from the beginning ? a clean slate ? "

❝ i stand by what i said about your foster family — but , i shouldn't have been that harsh. i know the shit you put up with already & don't need to be piling on top of it no matter how concerned i am. ❞ a hill they would die on was her cutting ties with those people completely. perhaps it wasn't his place , but seeing someone you love being seemingly used & taken advantage of — well , they had a hard time keeping their mouth shut. and efforts of communicating better over bottling things up & only showing expression through song had them being a little too blunt sometimes. navigating intense topics required a delicate hand ; one of which they did not always posses. but he was working on that. ❝ a clean slate might be the right idea. ❞ their agreement comes swift , all the while trying not to appear overly elated at the returned sentiments. no use getting too far ahead of himself after all. ❝ i know it won't be the easiest with our history , but i want to try. take you on a first date & woo you all over again. ❞ those last words are paired with a grin. knowing good & well little wooing ever took place , she showed up with joey one day & it was over for them ever since. speaking of his guitarist . . . ❝ and maybe ease up on flirtin' with joey in front of me. one day there will be no one to stop me from booting his arse right out the band. ❞

Harry on stage at Murrayfield Stadium - Edinburgh, May 26

MUSIC WAS HER SAVIOR ── it was what helped her out of her chaotic family, the rules and the violence , it was what helped her through the heartbreak and the loss. it was simply just how she was wired and it seemed to be the same way with finn. she sticks to the joint she's rolling up, tongue slides along the RAW paper as she closes it, then lights it up. the smoke hugs her lungs before she lets it escape through her nose. hearing his prose, she can't help but let a smirk taint crimson petals. ❝ you don't need TO THANK ME, i would have love to have you in my album, but there is always a next time right ? ❞ she inquired with a tilt of her head. ❝ you give me way too much credit , but thanks . have you thought of a NAME YET ? ❞

❝ and you know when that next time rolls around that i will happily say yes. ❞ the words are kind & sincere. there is little that they wouldn't do for pepa & the sentiment often extends to their sister as well. both have done right by this particular murphy & it certainly helps that they all speak through music just as he does. there is a kindredship in that. the drink is done , last bit of the amber liquid downed & tumbler set back onto the tabletop. the guitar is set aside as well , no longer needed now that the melody is complete. the woman across from them holds the full attention of green hues now. ❝ i give you the credit you deserve. as for the name , well , been callin' it shame reactions for a minute. but we'll see what sticks when the band gets a listen — assuming i let 'em have a say in our song. ❞

it's not long before feet are planted , glued to the floor with no real desire to run in the opposite direction , a conversation was needed. she couldn't deny them of that no more , whatever was on both of their chests' needed to be announced , one step forward in true reconciliation. palmwood studios wasn't the best location for such , vague idea of how something minuscule could escalate rapidly , but it couldn't be postponed any longer. subject needed to be broached , even if conversation wasn't finished. " guess we can save the supply closet for later. " she decides to return the playfulness , helping both of them to relax the weights on their shoulders. sage green hues are somewhat piercing , mesmerising entirely , mind searching for words to start with but a shaky breath fills the void of silence instead. optics drop momentarily to their hands , a distraction from intrusive thoughts telling her this was the end , but head lifts with subtle shock at their words. " you've got no idea how much i missed you , finn. all i did was think about you , wait up for you , look for you. " she chooses to admit extent of thoughts , gaze dropping from his again. " i'm sorry. "

❝ i'm sorry too. ❞ the response comes to the surface immediately. they hated fighting — in general , but even more so with her. love bloomed & twisted in their heart at the mere sight of her ; of course the last thing they would want to do is argue. but it seemed like the pair of them had an inclination for being intense. with their shared history it made sense to a degree. but they couldn't run hot & heavy for so long only to have a monumental blow up shatter things every time. he didn't want to keep going in circles ; round & round until one of them tapped out for good. a free hand reaches out , index finger tipping her chin back up so she might meet their gaze again. the need for her to meet this next bit head on. ❝ i love you. ❞ as if there was ever any doubt , but he still needs her to hear it. ❝ don't think i'll ever stop — but if love was enough we would have never broken up in the first place , yeah ?? might've been a little overzealous on our part tryin' to pick up where we left off. i want to be with you , but don't want this to keep blowing back up in our faces. ❞